Chapter 1167

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

"Felt it?"

Baili Hong slowed down, turned his head to Xu Zhangqing, and said: "This is the suppression of the Chaos Core Region. Here, any creature other than Chaos Species will have their cultivation suppressed by at least one Great Realm.

Therefore, Loose Cultivators dare not head to the center; coming here is just sending themselves to their deaths."

Xu Zhangqing heard this and silently felt the operation of the Yuan Dao Cycle within his body.

The erosion of the Chaos Laws indeed affected his mana output, but the Yuan Dao Cycle's reaction to this was completely different from that of ordinary Xiuxian Zhe.

The Law Power that came in through the erosion of the Chaos Laws was treated by the Yuan Dao Cycle as a kind of nourishment.

The Five Elements Power broke down the Chaos Laws into the most primal Chaos Qi.

The Creation Power attempted to convert it into vitality that could be used by himself.

The part that could not be converted was swallowed and recycled by the Abyss Ruins Black Hole.

The entire process not only did not weaken Xu Zhangqing's combat power, but instead continuously enriched his Yuan Dao Cycle.

In other words.

Others grow weaker the more they fight under Chaos suppression, but Xu Zhangqing grows stronger the longer he stays here.

However, he did not speak of this discovery, merely nodded, and continued following Baili Hong deeper inside.

Ahead, the center of the Chaos Sea was faintly visible.

That was a sea region completely different from the Outer Perimeter.

The sea surface was no longer gray-white Chaos Water, but a layer of ink-black liquid, its surface as smooth as a boundless mirror.

There were no waves on the mirror surface, no movement at all.

Not even Chaos Fog dared approach.

At the exact center of the black sea surface, an extremely huge vortex could be faintly seen, its center so deep that even light could not escape.

And outside the black sea surface, countless treasure lights intertwined into a giant net of dazzling colors.

The escape lights and spiritual lights of Xiuxian Zhe, the huge figures of Chaos Species and the dense swarms of insects, collided fiercely within this giant net; every breath saw lives fall, every breath saw new treasure lights burst from the depths of the black sea, attracting more lives to rush forward one after another.

This is the true face of the center of the Chaos Sea, a Shura Field where supreme treasures are everywhere!

However, knowing that the Chaos Center is a Shura Field, knowing that approaching might awaken Jun Xianxu, the cultivator who came here instead kept increasing.

There was no way; the temptation of supreme treasures was too great.

One Nine Dragons Supreme Pearl could allow a Xiuxian Zhe's flesh body to become a saint.

One Star River Tripod could allow one to possess a complete Xiao Yu Zhou.

Upon reaching the Chaos Center, supreme treasures of this level were not just one or two, but every few breaths a treasure light would burst from the depths of the black sea.

Any faction that seized one of them would see its overall strength jump up a level.

Facing such temptation, it was enough to make people stake their lives.

Xu Zhangqing and Baili Hong did not head toward the area where treasure lights were most concentrated.

The two exchanged a glance, tacitly adjusted their direction, bypassed several battlefields where fierce fighting was underway, and flew toward the deeper parts of the Chaos Center.

The urgent task was to first find Zhen Yuanzi; once their personnel were complete, they would act together, which was far more efficient than fighting separately.

The deeper they went, the fewer Xiuxian Zhe there were.

The suppression of the Chaos Laws here had reached an extremely terrifying degree.

Xiuxian Zhe below the Spirit Severing Realm could not even stand firm.

Even breathing now required expending mana to resist the erosion of the Chaos Laws.

Those who could stand in this region were at least at the Spirit Severing Realm, and every one of them exuded a sharp aura.

From this, it could be seen that not one of them had slipped in by luck.

Xu Zhangqing spread his Divine Sense and soon captured a familiar aura on the East Side.

The fluctuation unique to the Time Law was like a lighthouse in the dark night; despite the heavy suppression of the Chaos Laws, it remained stable and clear.

The two increased their speed.

After passing through the last patch of Chaos Fog, their vision suddenly opened up.

Floating on the sea surface was a floating island piled up from Chaos Laws.

The scale of this floating island was completely different from the one Zhen Yuanzi had used to slay the Chaos Royal Clan before.

This floating island was as large as a city; scattered across the island surface were countless fragments of Chaos Species corpses, some fragments still wriggling slightly, as if not completely dead.

Around the floating island, the concentration of Chaos Laws had reached a degree visible to the naked eye; in the air floated wisp after wisp of gray-black law remnants, drifting in the void like water plants.

Zhen Yuanzi stood at the center of the floating island, hands clasped behind his back.

The eyes beneath the Wolf-Head Mask were as deep as dried-up wells.

He had no fluctuations around him, but within a hundred zhang, the Chaos Laws could not approach by a hair's breadth.

Xu Ping'an was right beside him; because he was protected, he had no problem either.

Gray-black law remnants would automatically dissipate once they approached, as if erased from the timeline by some invisible power.

Beside Zhen Yuanzi stood several other people.

The first on the left was a translucent light shadow.

The outline of the light shadow could barely be made out as human-shaped, but all details were blurry, as if seen through a layer of mist.

The light shadow had no fluctuations around it, not even a life aura, as if it was not a living thing at all, but rather a projection.

But this projection radiated an oppressive feeling not at all weaker than Zhen Yuanzi's.

Even stronger!

Baili Hong transmitted his voice: "That one is the Lord of Gui Xu."

Not his main body, merely a projection.

The Lord of Gui Xu rarely leaves the Gui Xu Dragon Tomb, and no one has seen his true form.

Yet even just a projection possesses terrifying power.

Wherever he is, he is a special existence.

On the right, first place, stood a humanoid creature covered head to toe in dark green carapace.

Its body was two heads taller than a normal human.

Its four limbs were slender out of proportion, and the tip of every finger ended in a sharp bone blade.

Its face was covered by a layer of translucent insect armor, only vaguely able to see two clusters of dark green light flickering below.

Strangest of all was behind it: a pair of wings woven from countless tentacles slightly spread open, each tentacle's tip absorbing a withered insect egg, the insect eggs gently swaying on the tentacles, making crackling sounds.

Xu Zhangqing was very curious: "Who is this one?"

Baili Hong introduced: "This is a representative from Vacuum Homeland, one of the ancestral insects under the Spirit Insect Mother Emperor."

Vacuum Homeland and Beidou Xianfu have always kept to themselves, but this time the disturbance caused by the universe tide was too great, and the insect swarm wants a share at the center.

That ancestral insect's strength is not weaker than the Chaos Royal Clan, but its most dangerous aspect is not its combat power, but the Pulse Insects it carries.

As long as the Pulse Insects remain, the insect swarm can endlessly transmit from Vacuum Homeland into this area.

Standing farther away were two human cultivators.

One wore golden robes, with an aged face and white hair and beard.

Yet his spine was straight as a rod, surrounded by three rings of constantly rotating golden spiritual runes.

The other wore dark green robes, with a sinister face and sunken eye sockets.

He held a pitch-black staff in his hand, with a withered heart slowly pulsing embedded at the top of the staff.

"They are from the Endless Star Domain."

This time without Xu Zhangqing actively asking, Baili Hong immediately said: "The old man in golden robes is called Jin Que Shangzun, the Taishang Sect Master of Jin Que Sect of Dongji Lingzhou."

The black-robed old man standing at his side is Yin Jiuchong, the Hall Master of Netherworld Hall of Xuanming Youzhou.

Both are old monsters at the peak of He Ti Qi, having roamed the Endless Star Domain for tens of thousands of years, with deep schemes and methods!